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Chapter 613 Who dares to provoke people from hidden sects? Don't they have a death wish?

Chapter 613 Who dares to provoke people from hidden sects? Don't they have a death wish?
At this moment, Li Chen looked at Tuoba Anyu, who was gently serving him beside him, and suddenly asked, "Anyu, how much do you know about the Great Luo Dynasty in the north?"

Tuoba Anyu gently held a peeled, crystal-clear grape to Li Chen's lips and softly replied, "When I was in the royal court, I heard the elders of my clan say that the people of the Great Luo Dynasty are quite different."
They were extremely tall and robust, many with blond hair and blue eyes, snow-white skin, and abundant body hair. Their temperament was like a blizzard in the north—both brave and skilled in battle, and possessing a primal wildness.
Legend has it that their ancestors were descendants of giants who emerged from the icy plains of the far north, and that a desire for conquest and expansion was ingrained in their very being.

She paused, as if recalling something, and continued, "If it weren't for the natural barrier of the 'Desperate Snow Mountain Range,' which stretches for thousands of miles and is impassable to birds and beasts, the Great Luo Dynasty, with its current strength and brute force, would probably have already launched a large-scale southward invasion."

When I was young, I lived with my tribe on the edge of the Great Snow Mountain for a period of time. The environment there was extremely harsh, but it also forged the extraordinary physique and will of the Da Luo people.

Their territory was not vast in their early years, but in recent decades they have waged wars on both the east and west, annexing countless tribes and small states. Now their territory has expanded to a terrifying extent, and their power is unfathomable.

As Li Chen listened to her description, he pondered to himself.

Waiting around like this is not a solution. With no fighting on the border, there's no way he can get any military credit.

We can't just sit here doing nothing, can we? How can we get the Great Luo Dynasty's army to attack us?
Should he go to the border and "stir things up" himself? Thinking about these perplexing questions, Li Chen unknowingly fell asleep.

Seeing this, Tuoba Anyu gently blew out the candle, quietly lay down beside him, and carefully tucked him in.

The next day, when Li Chen arrived at the military camp, he could clearly feel that the atmosphere was completely different from usual.

Wherever he went, soldiers and junior officers alike looked at him with awe, curiosity, and even a hint of fear.

People in the distance were pointing at him and whispering about something; while those nearby, as soon as they saw him coming, immediately straightened their backs, stood at attention, and saluted, their movements perfectly standard.

Even his fellow captains of the same rank would politely address him as "Brother Cheng" when they met, adopting an extremely humble attitude.

There was no way around it; the famous "Get out!" message he sent back yesterday through his personal guards was just too damaging.

Even though Commandant Zhou and Supervisor Wang were scolded to their faces, they didn't react at all. Now, in this Cold Iron Pass, who dares to provoke this man?

Li Chen arrived at the garrison of the Third Garrison Battalion, where Captain Batu immediately greeted him, his attitude respectful yet somewhat cautious: "Captain Cheng, you've arrived. What are your plans for today?"

According to normal procedures, Li Chen, as the newly arrived deputy captain, should be assigned patrol or guard duties by Batu.

But now, Batu wouldn't dare order him around anymore. He just told him to figure it out himself.

Li Chen didn't put on airs and casually said, "Let's just do patrols. We can find a few familiar brothers to lead the way."

Batu felt as if he had been granted a pardon and nodded hurriedly, "Yes, yes, yes!"

He immediately selected the few clever soldiers he had drunk with yesterday, and added about ten more, forming a patrol team of twenty men, which was then led by Li Chen.

The so-called patrol is to patrol the key roads inside Hantie Pass, maintain order, and handle emergencies.

Despite Li Chen's usual lazy and arrogant demeanor, he is tall and handsome. Wearing this crisp officer's uniform, he exudes a heroic and dignified air, making him quite eye-catching as he walks at the front of the group.

The interior of Hantie Pass is vast, resembling a small city, with not only military camps, residences, and markets, but also offices of some sects.

During their patrols, Li Chenruo would occasionally encounter cultivators. If he found their behavior suspicious, he would approach them for questioning. Most cultivators were quite cooperative when they saw this group of soldiers, especially the distinguished-looking officer in charge.

However, not everyone is so easy to talk to. When Li Chen led his team on patrol to a relatively busy street, a commotion and shouts suddenly came from ahead.

Several richly dressed young noblemen, adorned with ornaments characteristic of the Northern Royal Court and riding tall horses, were seen galloping recklessly through the streets, frightening pedestrians into scrambling to avoid them, knocking over vendors' goods, and causing chaos.

Their actions nearly caused them to bump into a young woman dressed in a moon-white Taoist robe, exuding an ethereal aura.

An old man beside the woman instantly made a move, flicking his sleeve and unleashing a gentle yet powerful force that forcefully stopped the galloping horse!

The young noblemen from the north were instantly enraged. They reined in their frightened horses and shouted at the old man, "Old man! How dare you stop our horses? Do you know who we are?!"

The old man's face remained calm, but his eyes had turned cold. He shielded the young woman behind him and said indifferently, "I don't care who you are. Riding your horses recklessly in the street and nearly injuring my disciples, you must give an explanation."

Behind him were several young disciples, also dressed in Taoist robes, each with an indignant expression.

Someone nearby gasped in surprise:

"Ah, they're from the Sumeru Lingxiao Pavilion! They're actually from a hidden sect?"

"Holy crap, who would dare mess with someone from a hidden sect? Don't they have a death wish?"

"You know what they are? Those are noble sons under Huyan Khan!"

"No wonder he dared to cause trouble; now we're in for a good show."

Huyan Lan was appointed by Li Chen as the new Khan of the North, holding a prestigious position, and his direct subordinates naturally acted with impunity in the North.

The Sumeru Lingxiao Pavilion is a secluded sect in the north, with a Saint-level expert presiding over it, and its disciples are full of geniuses.

Both sides are powerful and formidable, and they are locked in a stalemate on the street, with the atmosphere thick with tension, attracting a growing crowd of onlookers.

Li Chen, leading his patrol team, happened to arrive at this troublesome place.

Upon seeing the patrol team approach, the surrounding onlookers immediately parted to both sides like a tide, making way for them.

Soldiers led the way, and Li Chen slowly stepped out from the ranks. His gaze swept over the two opposing sides, and his tone was calm yet carried an air of authority: "What happened here? Why is the street blocked?"

The young nobleman from the north who was in charge was named Huyan Xun. He was used to bullying others in the north because he was the nephew of the new Khan Huyan Lan. He would never take a military officer who looked younger than himself seriously.
He didn't even look at Li Chen directly, but pointed with his chin at the group from Sumeru Lingxiao Pavilion and arrogantly ordered, "You've come at the right time! Quickly call your captain here! Also, immediately send your men over to surround these ignorant fools! If you let even one escape, I'll make you regret it!"

His tone made it seem as if he were the highest-ranking official here.

However, before he could finish speaking!
"Snapped!"

Another extremely familiar, crisp slapping sound rang out!
(End of this chapter)

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